Juniper frowned as he used her first name before negotiating the conditions she’d set out; there wasn’t much she could do to counter at this point, lest she wanted to deal with Grace and the consequences that would result from being unchaperoned in Hogsmeade. She couldn’t lose her privileges to come here once a month, as she would simply lose her mind if Poppy and Ida left her at the castle for hours. And she’d never hear the end of it from Ophelia! Juniper would be expelled because she’d ensure her twin sister had no tongue the moment she made a mockery of her.
Her choice was clear. As he turned toward the heavy footsteps, Juniper’s gaze followed. The old hag was in front of them now, her hands propped against her hips as she watched the pair between narrowed eyes. June met her gaze and held her head up as she demanded to know if she was unchaperoned. Yes..
June put on her best coy smile as she glanced up to the stranger, her arm looping around his. She batted her eyes at him; he wasn’t the worst looking man, but his attitude was rotten. Not that she had a leg to stand on when it came to her own. Then she turned her attention toward the woman. “Of course not ma’am. My dear cousin is a hermit by choice, mother’s side of course, and it took me so long to convince him he must visit me in Hogsmeade! The first place I simply had to show him was my favorite apothecary.”
Juniper shifted her gaze as she smiled at him. The shopkeeper’s eyes flicked to him for a moment, as if assessing him. The last thing June needed was for him to open his mouth and ruin everything - this woman was too good of friends with Grace for him to open his mouth. So she tugged on his arm in the opposite direction of where the old hag was, hers still looped through his.
She opened her mouth to say something, anything to get herself out of the situation she was in. The woman seemed unamused, but June interrupted her, and she snapped her lips closed, clearly annoyed - June hated how the hag looked at him for answers. She wasn't that terrible of a liar. “Come now, Igor. I know I promised to help you with Sleekeazy’s Hair Potion before curfew.” She grinned at him. As much as she wanted to reach up and touch his hair, even she had boundaries she wasn’t willing to cross with a stranger.
So she winked at him instead.
Her choice was clear. As he turned toward the heavy footsteps, Juniper’s gaze followed. The old hag was in front of them now, her hands propped against her hips as she watched the pair between narrowed eyes. June met her gaze and held her head up as she demanded to know if she was unchaperoned. Yes..
June put on her best coy smile as she glanced up to the stranger, her arm looping around his. She batted her eyes at him; he wasn’t the worst looking man, but his attitude was rotten. Not that she had a leg to stand on when it came to her own. Then she turned her attention toward the woman. “Of course not ma’am. My dear cousin is a hermit by choice, mother’s side of course, and it took me so long to convince him he must visit me in Hogsmeade! The first place I simply had to show him was my favorite apothecary.”
Juniper shifted her gaze as she smiled at him. The shopkeeper’s eyes flicked to him for a moment, as if assessing him. The last thing June needed was for him to open his mouth and ruin everything - this woman was too good of friends with Grace for him to open his mouth. So she tugged on his arm in the opposite direction of where the old hag was, hers still looped through his.
She opened her mouth to say something, anything to get herself out of the situation she was in. The woman seemed unamused, but June interrupted her, and she snapped her lips closed, clearly annoyed - June hated how the hag looked at him for answers. She wasn't that terrible of a liar. “Come now, Igor. I know I promised to help you with Sleekeazy’s Hair Potion before curfew.” She grinned at him. As much as she wanted to reach up and touch his hair, even she had boundaries she wasn’t willing to cross with a stranger.
So she winked at him instead.